Where the bluebells and the wind are, Fairies in a ring I spied, And I heard a little linnet Singing near beside. Where the primrose and the dew are, Soon were sped the fairies all: Only now the green turf freshens, And the linnets call. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRATER AVE ATQUE VALE by ALFRED TENNYSON DIRGE FOR TWO VETERANS by WALT WHITMAN FOR THE MASTER'S SAKE by MINNIE MASON BEEBE PSALM 70 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE LULLABY by VIRGINIA FRAZER BOYLE |